YM778.TV Chapter 1387
It was even better to make the little thing explode than to make him cry. If he knew that the little guy would cry like this, Feng Xinglang might really cancel his trip to Pater Castle this time.
"Feng Xinglang, you are too narrow-minded!" The little guy cried out again."Xing Shi\'er said that he only wanted to see me alone … What does it have to do with dad? Feng Linnuo, can you be more unreasonable? Father is so innocent! "
Feng Xinglang glanced at his wife who was at the entrance of the corridor, and immediately caught up with her.
"Nuonuo is good, go with Mommy to see if your foster father has lost enough liquid."
Xueluo picked up the little thing that was chattering loudly.It took a lot of effort for Xing Shi\'er to open the door, he did not want his husband\'s hard work to go down the drain.
"Feng Xinglang, you don\'t need to fierce Old Tweleve! Otherwise, Mommy and I will ignore you! "
Little friend Linnuo, who was carried away by Mommy, threatened worriedly.When Feng Xinglang came in, Xing Shi\'er was standing by the window. He probably wasn\'t looking at the scenery outside the window because the thick curtains were tightly closed. Even the light was barely able to penetrate through.
"Close the door!"
Xing Shi\'er growled. The thin figure in the loose pajamas looked somewhat hollow.
Only then did Feng Xinglang realize that Xing Shi\'er was only a young boy in his twenties! And yet, he had experienced so much suffering!He probably treated the Hetun as his own father! He was even more intimate than his own son!
Feng Xinglang didn\'t ask anything, nor did he say anything. He walked over, and gently hugged Xing Shi\'er who had turned his head to the side and avoided him.
Such a silent action could really move others to death!
It didn\'t seem like he was stirring things up, but more so than that! The warmth in his heart was unbearable!Actually, Feng Xinglang didn\'t like to stir things up. This kind of action was just an act of his experience.
Back when he was accompanied by the burnt Feng Lixin, he would silently and soundlessly embrace Feng Lixin, letting him feel his care and care!
It was not a question of how warm he was!
Xing Shi\'er\'s body was trembling, shaking uncontrollably. He kept turning his head to the side so that Feng Xinglang wouldn\'t be able to see the left side of his face.
But Feng Xinglang could feel that Xing Shi\'er was probably crying. Like a child with no sense of security.Actually, half of Xing Shi\'er\'s left cheek was wrapped in gauze, so Feng Xinglang couldn\'t even see the extent of his injury. But from the back of his head, the left side of his scalp must have been ripped off.
"What a handsome young man …" This time, I\'m afraid we really have to break our relationship! "
Feng Xinglang teased Xing Shi\'er, but he did not expect Xing Shi\'er, who was in his embrace, to cry until she was trembling even more.
"I\'m just teasing you!"
As he consoled her, Feng Xinglang gently pulled away from the left side of her face, which Xing Shi\'er had been avoiding all this time.
"Don\'t move, let me see your wound."Other than the doctor, Feng Xinglang was the first person Xing Shi\'er would honestly meet. I wonder what kind of magic Feng Xinglang used, for Xing Shi\'er to actually trust him this much.
"En, although the area of your burns is not large, the wound is quite deep. If there is to be a complete healing and repair, it can take up to three months to recover. If it takes half a year, it can take half a year to recover. Tomorrow, I will have the Old Mo contact the experts of the Burn Department at the Massachusetts General Hospital. The earlier the treatment is, the better it is! "
Pausing slightly, Feng Xinglang then joked, "These days, there are a lot of people who are superficial, and there are a lot of people from the Appearance Association!"
There was no sympathy and pity in Feng Xinglang\'s deep eyes, nor was there ridicule and ridicule. It transmitted an inexplicable sense of power to Xing Shi\'er.
"Feng Xinglang, thank you …" Xing Shi\'er muttered.
"You are too polite, I will feel bad! My Nuonuo disturbed you in Pater Castle for five whole years! He even said that if it weren\'t for you helping me to stop the bleeding and stitch up my wounds, I would have died a long time ago! "
"I never thought that it would be my turn to help you, Xing Shi\'er!"
"Feng Xinglang... You, you really are a good person! "
Xing Shi\'er no longer opposed to Feng Xinglang carefully inspecting his wounds; she should be very experienced, Feng Xinglang knew what kind of strength she should use and what actions she should use, it would not hurt Xing Shi\'er.
"Don\'t! In this day and age, saying \'a person is a good person\' is tantamount to scolding! "
Feng Xinglang scoffed, "The thing I don\'t want to be the most is a good person!"
The left side of Xing Shi\'er\'s lips turned up, which affected his speech, "Feng Xinglang, only you are worthy to be my foster father\'s son!"
"Even so, I still have to do it!" Feng Xinglang smirked coldly, "And in fact, I feel that it is my disgrace!"
"... Then why did you come to visit my foster father? "
Xing Shi\'er\'s mood seemed to have completely calmed down: because not only did Feng Xinglang bring him hope, he had even given him care and concern.Actually, although Xing Shi\'er was already over twenty years old, perhaps it was because the circle of living and communication was too narrow, he was more like a boy who had not grown up yet, and it was fine.
"There\'s nothing I can do. If not, why don\'t you come and play with me for so long!" It bothers me that people who are just \'foster father\' and \'Old Tweleve\' all day long! "
At the same time that Feng Xinglang found a way to step down, he also didn\'t forget to warm Xing Shi\'er\'s heart."This brat …" "I really didn\'t love him for nothing!" Xing Shi\'er said as he relaxed, "You still know how to miss this Twelfth Brother!"
After a slight pause, Xing Shi\'er asked with a hoarse voice, "Can my face really be restored to its original state?"
"Don\'t worry, there won\'t be a problem even if we make it into Avatar!"
Xing Shi\'er was slightly startled, "Avatar... "Who is it?"
"..." The corner of Feng Xinglang\'s mouth twitched: This child has been locked up by the Hetun! Even normal social and recreational life was so unfamiliar.
"I\'ll tell you another day!"
Feng Xinglang lightly patted Xing Shi\'er\'s right cheek, which was only scratched a little, "In a while, I will go find Old Mo and have him quickly send some Shu Hen Glue and Touch Breast Milk over. They were all personally concocted by the Old Mo with Chinese medicine, and the effect was especially good when used to relieve burns. My brother is still using it! "I\'ll rub a little on it now and then!"
The following words, were entirely for the sake of comforting Xing Shi\'er. To keep him from getting too upset and depressed."Feng Xinglang, thank you." Xing Shi\'er was truly grateful from the bottom of his heart.
"If you really want to thank me, then let my Nuonuo like you a little less!"Feng Xinglang smiled warmly, he looked like a gentleman who also had a sense of humor. The personal charm that assaulted her.